Mixed Miners

"哗啦~"

Suddenly a slight noise came, and Yang Ling was awakened from cultivation. He hurried down and then closed his eyes.

Half a minute later, a thin woman wearing a sloppy vest in Yang Ling appeared in the cave. At this time, the dirt on her face had been wiped off, revealing a face that looked pretty, according to the age of human beings. Around 20 years old, but the hair is still messy and the skin is rough.

The woman looked at Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng and her face became a bit unnatural. She slowly walked to Yang Ling and took out a black and eccentric container from her arms and fed it to Yang Ling’s mouth.

Yang Ling, with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, reached out and squeezed the woman's neck, while one hand held her mouth, and then turned over and pressed the woman under her body.

"呜呜~~"

The woman is desperately resisting under Yang Ling, her face is endless fear, but after a minute, the woman is getting weaker and weaker, her face is getting red, her breathing is becoming thicker, and her eyes are gradually rising, and Yang Ling But still can't let go, put the woman to death.

In the past half minute, Yang Ling began to feel wrong.

Because this woman seems to be teasing him.

The body continually twisted under his body, his eyes closed slightly, and he kept licking his mouth and making a low voice.

I rely on!

Yang Ling reacted, because the woman was constantly struggling to rub, and her second brother was actually stiffer between the woman's legs, and it was not dead. The woman seemed to have poor pants and was wrapped in a broken piece. The robe of the robe, and the robe of the robe did not block the key, the hard-boned guy happened to be in a mysterious place.

"I let go of you, don't yell!" Yang Ling feels that he has the urge to be a Japanese dog. Is there something more ambiguous and incomprehensible in Nima's world? He relaxed his hands a little and said to the woman.

The woman did not seem to understand, did not respond, just feel that Yang Ling seems to leave her, suddenly tilted his legs and clamped Yang Ling's waist.

"Well~" The woman made a very comfortable sigh in her mouth.

However, Yang Ling was all overwhelmed by the whole person. He quickly pushed the woman away and was just unprepared by the woman. He felt like he almost got into it.

The woman opened her eyes very openly, and looked at Yang Ling, who was full of entanglement and depression. She seemed to be ashamed of her behavior. She climbed up and squatted on the wall of the hole and pulled the broken vestment on her body. The lower body covered, but did not shout loudly, but lowered his head to avoid Yang Ling's eyes.

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, although it was almost wiped out, the woman obviously did not have to be responsible for it.

So he looked at the woman's eyes, the green hair is rare, the eyes are big, the skin is slightly rough but still very white, and finally the eyes are staring on her ears, Yang Ling's body is shaking, and the heart is duang A loud noise, almost sat down on the ground.

Nima turned out to be a pointed ear?

Elf! Yang Ling instantly confirmed that this woman is not a human race, but it is similar to the elves in the western fantasy novels.

But is the elf family not a race of magical civilization that has disappeared?

Why are you here?

Is it the same as Costan?

Yang Ling’s heart has been tumbling for a long time, and he slowly decided to ask: “Can you understand me?”

The woman held her knees in her hands and looked up at him with a sigh of relief, then whispered a series of sentences like a curse.

Ruined! Yang Ling couldn't help but mourn in her heart.

This is the second time since he got the system that he can't understand the words of the aliens.

There is only one possibility in this situation. This place is not the sphere of influence of the system, or the place is not the guy who invented the miner system, just like the bronze geeks of the reaper camp.

If the language can't communicate, it's even harder to figure out what you are doing now.

Yang Ling stared at the woman with this pointed ear, and suddenly had an urge to die.

The woman said a few words and found that Yang Ling’s distorted black face was getting smaller and smaller, and then her eyes fell between Yang Ling’s legs, and she quickly lowered her head.

Hey~!

Yang Ling quickly slammed it with his hands, and his heart was depressed. If Nima had a glimpse of how to meet every day, even a gentleman couldn’t stand up with the egg, so he pointed to the vestment on the woman.

"mine!"

The woman was alert and forced to move her clothes back and her face was very tight.

It seems that she is not going to return it to me! Yang Ling looked at the left and looked at it. Finally, he had to pick up the dirty animal skin on the ground. Only then did he find that it was a rough rattan cloth made of a fine tough grass.

Yang Ling took this piece of rattan on his waist and he was relieved.

“Can the ring be returned to me?” Yang Ling pointed to the storage ring worn by the woman on her thumb.

The woman is more vigilant, hiding the fingers wearing the ring, and her face is on the alert.

Well, Yang Ling decided not to take it for the time being. Anyway, he would not be able to come back, and he should have been saved by this woman. The helplessness has not yet repaid. When he meets, he almost puts others on the day, and he has to put the ring. Come back, it is a bit too much.

The atmosphere was awkward and silent for more than ten seconds. Yang Ling pointed out the hole: "Can you take me there to see?"

The woman hesitated for a long time before she stood up slowly~www.wuxiaspot.com~The two walked in the narrow and curved caves one after the other, and soon the two came to the front of a pile of gravel, the woman pushed hard to push a piece of seven The eight-pound heavy slate reveals a half-man-high hole.

The woman looked back and looked down and went in. Yang Ling thought about it and followed it up.

The cave is very dark, and the woman walks with the light road, and Yang Ling is almost a blind man. He can only follow the voice of the woman walking tightly. Several times, if it is not hit by a woman, it is almost stumbled by the gravel of the earth.

Walking along this cave for a few more minutes, I can hear the bang of the jingle, and then turn two turns, suddenly open up in front of me, a naturally formed stone hall, about three or four hundred square meters, the ground The rugged, mountain wall is also a strange-shaped stone. A stalagmites hanging down in the center of the stone hall are entwined with a vine with a thick arm. There are three bell-like things hanging upside down on the vine. There is a fist in the stamen. With a faint white light, the entire stone hall is still bright.

More than a dozen people are using stones to knock on the surrounding walls, seemingly digging something.